The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - RMLP Chapter 153: Return To Korea (Part 1)

[Our plane will arrive at Incheon Airport in 10 minutes.]
 
Ryu Min, who had been sleeping with an eye mask on, slightly lifted it off.
 
‘Have we arrived?’
 
He glanced at his side to see Yamti’s head awkwardly bent like a ghost’s.
 
She was completely knocked out.
 
‘No wonder she’s exhausted.’
 
During the four days in Nigeria, they had accomplished quite a bit.
 
They had annihilated dozens of organizations, including a human trafficking ring, and had located and wiped out the main base of KF.
 
In the process, they received thanks from many who had been kidnapped, and Ryu Min even earned the title of “Slayer.”
 
He had collected thousands of items and stowed away hundreds of potions that the KF leader had hoarded in his inventory.
 
‘Most importantly, I managed to completely win over the alchemist on my side, without even using Yamti’s charm.’
 
After his advice, Victor had completely opened his heart to the Black Scythe.
 
Reading his true feelings made it all the more certain.
 
The gains from Nigeria were not just here.
 
‘Once it’s known that the Black Scythe wiped out KF, my reputation will soar incomparably.’
 
He had already set things in motion, now it was just a matter of waiting.
 
Everything was perfect and satisfying.
 
Ryu Min smirked and shook Yamti in the seat next to him.
 
“Wake up.”
 
“Mmm, just a little longer, dude.”
 
“Speaking informally to your master? Are you out of your mind?”
 
“Huh? Ah, Ma-, Master?”
 
Yamti was startled upon seeing the stern Ryu Min.
 
“Seems like your training is lacking?”
 
“So-, Sorry. I thought I was dreaming.”
 
“I’ll let it slide this time.”
 
“Th-, Thank you. As magnanimous as the ocean, Master!”
 
“Wipe your drool before you flatter.”
 
“Gulp.”
 
“We’re about to land. Start packing your bags.”
 
“Understood!”
 
Soon, the two arrived at the airport.
 
Including the flight time, the journey took exactly one week.
 
It would have taken longer if not for the private jet provided by Chairman Player Haven.
 
“Yamti, you did well in Nigeria.”
 
“You too, Master.”
 
“Let’s part ways here. You can manage on your own to home, right?”
 
“Hmm… It would be nice if Master could drop me off.”
 
“You can do it by yourself, right? Go ahead then.”
 
“Sniff. Then I’ll go first. Take care, Master.”
 
Ryu Min nodded and changed his appearance in the car in the parking lot.
 
Swirling—
 
He reverted to his original form, Ryu Min.
 
He then drove his Lamborghini home and opened the front door.
 
“I’m home.”
 
“Hyung? Hyung!”
 
His younger brother, who had been watching TV at home, greeted him with an excited expression.
 
“You’re back safe! I was worried!”
 
“Of course. Who do you think I am?”
 
“The world is dangerous!”
 
“Ah.”
 
Come to think of it, he only knows him as the fragile Prophet player.
 
He doesn’t know that his true identity is the commander of the CPF, the Black Scythe.
 
‘Advising Victor to spill his secrets while I’m hiding things from my brother.’
 
Isn’t this a classic case of the pot calling the kettle black?
 
Ryu Min looked at his brother with a self-deprecating smile.
 
“Was everything okay while I was gone? No problems?”
 
“It was! I wish something had happened, it was so boring.”
 
“Even joking about that is bad. Boring is better than being in danger. That’s what peace is.”
 
If he had been born in crime-ridden Nigeria, such words would never come from his mouth.
 
‘Well, he’s still in middle school, so I guess it’s understandable.’
 
He’s still too young to be worldly-wise.
 
“But hyung.”
 
“Yeah?”
 
“Did you buy anything in Japan? Like souvenirs…”
 
“…No.”
 
Ryu Min sighed secretly.
 
Surely his brother was still too young.
 
  *
 
The player’s inventory is indeed convenient.
 
You can infinitely store items without any limit, and find any desired item just by thinking about it.
 
This is why Ryu Min could immediately pull out any item he needed for crafting.
 
‘I’ve snatched thousands of items from those KF bastards, including 105 unique materials. With this, I could make dozens of unique equipments and still have leftovers.’
 
It seems that the organization members hadn’t sold them on the Player Place Market, and kept them to themselves instead.
 
Even though he could start crafting right away, Ryu Min didn’t need any unique gear.
 
He had already fully equipped himself with unique and even legendary-grade items.
 
“Hmm, I have so many unique materials, but no use for them.”
 
Strictly speaking, there was a use.
 
He didn’t need them himself, but his friends would go crazy over just one unique item.
 
‘I should make a few and hand them out. I’ll share the other gears I have too.’
 
It was almost like a charity event, but the survival of his friends was directly linked to Ryu Min’s own survival.
 
Tap tap tap—
 
Ryu Min’s fingers busied themselves.
 
He was setting up an appointment with someone over text.

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